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A poem by Beverly Stock.

Complicit is a wretched word.

When sinful deeds have begun,

And you're the one

Who turns his head.

You are complicit.

You may not lift a hand,

To bring injustice to a fellow man,

Yet, you sit and watch,

And not condemn.

You are complicit.

You cannot sit idly by,

Concoct some banal alibi.

You chose politics, you too belong.

You too are wrong.

You are complicit.

You think human rights as mundane.

As your partner,

I think you're inhumane.

Hauntingly, I feel your shame.

You are complicit.

I hope your name is never linked,

To party lies you condone,

And you are evil's chaperone.

This label will forever fit,

You are complicit.

Beverly Stock is an American poet living in St. Louis. Her work has been published on, at, on Persimmontree.Org, and on the Webzine Lighten Up Online.


© 2016 Beverly Stock

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